Poem Category: Beach

Lone driftwood
the silence
in the moon around it.

Laurel on the beach
photographed in the moonlight
black and white.

Sunset fades
a breeze rolls out
of the sand dunes.

Sunset beach
I raise my voice to call them
boys dragging driftwood.

Beach debris
almost wind dry
footprints to the dunes.

Sail board rider
how he fits the wind
to the sea.

Rock pool
the star fish bathes
with fingers.

So ! deep ! the singing
whales fill all
of horse-shoe bay.

Becoming waves
becoming
waves.

Children’s beach
their sand castles abandoned
to the midday heat.